When we were arranging for Mom's grave, I had to explain to sis why the cemetery brought up the Masons memorial being visible from some of the locations. (Mom was Catholic)

Apparently the statement that the KofC and Masons didn't always see each other as fraternal organizations worshiping the same God was hilarious. The gentleman had to excuse himself, he got the door shut before he burst out laughing.

Honestly I was just trying to not launch into a 30 minute lecture on the history of the two organizations.

When we were arranging for Mom's grave, I had to explain to sis why the cemetery brought up the Masons memorial being visible from some of the locations. (Mom was Catholic)

Apparently the statement that the KofC and Masons didn't always see each other as fraternal organizations worshiping the same God was hilarious. The gentleman had to excuse himself, he got the door shut before he burst out laughing.

Honestly I was just trying to not launch into a 30 minute lecture on the history of the two organizations.

KofC is a grown-up version of "Seekrit Club -- no GIRLZ alloud." From what I've heard, most men's fraternal organizations are the same way.

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When we were arranging for Mom's grave, I had to explain to sis why the cemetery brought up the Masons memorial being visible from some of the locations. (Mom was Catholic)

Apparently the statement that the KofC and Masons didn't always see each other as fraternal organizations worshiping the same God was hilarious. The gentleman had to excuse himself, he got the door shut before he burst out laughing.

Honestly I was just trying to not launch into a 30 minute lecture on the history of the two organizations.

KofC is a grown-up version of "Seekrit Club -- no GIRLZ alloud." From what I've heard, most men's fraternal organizations are the same way.

And then you had the International Order of the Odd Fellows. We actually have an old OddFellows house near my city that's turned from an orphanage/several old folks' homes/a hospital into a winery and haunted buildings. It's really neat.

Basically the OddFellows took anyone who couldn't get membership into the "exclusive" clubs. They were just the odd fellows who didn't belong elsewhere.

Just went to the funeral of my Mom's cousin today. On the way from the church to the cemetery the hearse ran over a big chunk of tire tread on the freeway and it did some serious damage to the underside. They had to call for a backup hearse & they ended up with the casket in the back of an SUV, not a traditional hearse. The pastor said that it was just like Cousin to be late to his own funeral. Cousin's daughter said that they should have just put him in the back of her pickup truck. He would have thought that it was hilarious.

I wonder what the people driving by on the freeway thought about a casket being moved from one vehicle to another on the side of the road.

Just went to the funeral of my Mom's cousin today. On the way from the church to the cemetery the hearse ran over a big chunk of tire tread on the freeway and it did some serious damage to the underside. They had to call for a backup hearse & they ended up with the casket in the back of an SUV, not a traditional hearse. The pastor said that it was just like Cousin to be late to his own funeral. Cousin's daughter said that they should have just put him in the back of her pickup truck. He would have thought that it was hilarious.

I wonder what the people driving by on the freeway thought about a casket being moved from one vehicle to another on the side of the road.

This would have made my week if I had been one of those people driving by!

The background: My sister was very involved in her high school and coordinated many of the graduation activities when she was a senior. One of those was ordering the class flowers for the graduation ceremony. Every student carried one. Not sure why; it was tradition.

Dad, being dad, was a man who knew everyone, including the local florist. He offered to help get these flowers for my sister through his florist friend. He gets an estimate, my sister thinks it's reasonable and they order. Turns out, there was a slight misunderstanding due to the language barrier (the florist only spoke Spanish and my sister's Spanish wasn't great). Say my sister want 10 dozen stems and the florist heard, well, it was a lot more. As is we had Home Depot buckets of flowers everywhere! I think we the entire available inventory of tulips for the southwestern United States in our living room. Good thing no one was allergic.

Dad being dad, paid for the mistake. My sister being a high school senior, was embarrassed, but took what she needed for the graduation ceremony and made us all swear to never mention it. Yeah right, that many tulips, it's going to get talked about.

The crush of tulips arrived on a Friday morning. My sister graduated on that Friday evening. Dad passed away unexpectedly two days later. End background.

My sister and mother were helping me move into a new apartment at the time. We were three hours from home when it happened. So we dropped everything and started driving home. The three of us were feeling so out of sorts. We are all in different places, emotionally. Whatever, we are just focused on getting home to my poor brother (he found Dad) in one piece.

I don't remember who said it, but we each admitted thinking it later: At least we won't have to order flowers for the funeral. As soon as that thought was spoken aloud, my sister, my mother and I lost it. Howling laughter through our tears and shock. It was enough to bring us back to ourselves and get us home.

I think it those tulips as Dad's last family joke and can't help but smile when I see tulips. Dad would have been the first person to mention them and he would have laughed the most.